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But he caht towards her He stood in front of

her, looking into her eyes But he uttered no cry He made no

movement of surprise Celia did not understand it His face was in

the shado and she could not see it Of course, he was

stunned, amazed But--but--he stood almost as if he had expected

to find her there and just in that helpless attitude It was

absurd, of course, but he see out of the ordinary way And he raised no hand to set her

free A chill struck through her But the next ain, at her heart Of course, she

was in the darkness He had not seen her plight Even noas

only beginning to be aware of it For his hand touched the bandage

over her mouth--tentatively He felt for the knot under the broad

brim of her hat at the back of her head He found it In a moment

she would be free She kept her head quite still, and then--why

was he so long? she asked herself Oh, it was not possible! But

her heart seemed to stop, and she knew that it was not only

possible--it was true: he was tightening the scarf, not loosening

it The folds bound her lips more surely She felt the ends drawn

close at the back of her head In a frenzy she tried to shake her